#eternally bound

[sich-sehnen]

Eternally Bound

Part Three

"Nix- a water spirit often depicted as a half-human, half-fish creature that lives in rivers and lakes, known for luring people into the water with their alluring appearance and enchanting songs"

Synopsis - As the days go by König watches from afar, for he does not want to scare his little treasure. But he can only go so long without basking in your presence.

Category - I've decided to label this as the majority fluff with sprinkles of smut and angst to spice it up a bit.

Warnings- Stalking (not necessarily but he watches you without you knowing), KÖNIG'S POV, this is loosely based on a 'trying to go to sleep' scenario, heavy on inner monologue, you're not awake for any of this (but don't worry nothing nefarious will happen) yearning and pining like the ancients did, König is fucking whipped already, reader has nightmare, sorry this is short.

Notes - This little one-shot is slowly becoming more of an actual fic instead (though not as long as I normally make my full-length stuff), so there will be more parts coming after this. I hope you're enjoying what I have thus far.

Wordcount- 1,257

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It had been centuries since König had the pleasure of laying his eyes on something as lovely as you.

He had spent generations wandering the depths as the world slowly forgot about him and his brethren. Fewer mortals begged him and his brothers for safe passage or a bountiful harvest, and even the prayers whispered to his sisters faded with each passing night.

And then there you were, sinking deeper into his domain until he could feel your rapidly beating heart slow.

He couldn't have that, not when the brief glimpse of your eyes had him uncontrollably reaching for you. He'd never seen anything as kind or as beautiful.

You were begging anyone who would listen to help, your prayers open for all to hear. König wouldn't doubt his brother in the clouds heard your pleas for mercy that night.

If it weren't for the reaper so close to your ear, sweet-talking your soul into his grasp, König would have dragged that ship deep into the water.

He would have ensured the men who fed such a lovely thing to a monster would suffer a cold and unforgiving death. Anyone who brings harm to something so angelic deserves wrath so powerful that not even the underworld will offer them reprieve from the consequences.

He'd hunt them down sooner or later, he just had to make sure his treasure survived their weak attempt at a sacrifice.

Has it been so long that the humans have forgotten what to offer him? A lovely creature is a welcome offering, but not her death. Certainly not by the hands of his waters.

You were cold and lifeless, your body limp in his palm as he breathed life past your blue lips. He waited, and waited, and waited.

Your heartbeat was faint, your pulse too slow for his liking. But you were alive.

All you needed was warmth.

And he gave it to you.

He brought you to his favorite temple, the very first one erected in his honor, and curled himself around you until he was sure you could maintain your own body heat.

It was selfish on his part. There were multitudes of ways he could warm you up, but he needed his arms around you. He needed you curled up against his chest, soaking up every ounce of heat he produced. He needed you to need him as much as he did you.

It was almost instant, his infatuation with you. Despite his brief time with you both unconscious and frantic with fear, he couldn't resist. How could he, when such beauty was so hard to find?

He wanted to see you comfortable, to see you sprawled across those sheets with a lazy smile on your face as he answered your every beck and call.

He wanted you to look upon him with joy, not fear. But that kind of thing took time and patience, two things König had infinite amounts of. So he watched you from afar, keeping you trapped in a gilded cage while he attended to your every need.

He kept himself hidden, too worried to ruin his little progress with your solace. König could tell you were anxious to leave, your guarded gaze never strayed too far from the pool he once emerged from.

You were wound tight, flinching at every sound that echoed throughout the room.

The intense, desperate need for your attention on him was so debilitating, yet he couldn't bring himself to frighten you again. Your terror was a putrid smell to him, the pugnant aroma forcing itself into his nose until he nearly choked with it.

The only respite from the yearning is at night after you whisper to the moon and succumb to dreams and fantasy. Only then does he allow himself a closer look at you. Only then does he allow only the softest touch, his fingers grazing your skin so lightly you don't even stir.

He stays by your side as the stars twinkle in the sky, refilling your water, refreshing your food, and relishing in your closeness.

König ached for your eyes on him. He yearned for the hues of color to be turned on him, to pin him with your raw emotions as he took away all your pain.

He's never felt this way before.

König had watched his brothers and sisters fall for mortals for millennia, and he'd seen the sorrow and despair that came afterward. Only once or twice had that story ended happily, and after having given up on the idea of love König finds it hard to see the story with his treasure ending in anything but tragedy.

Yet when you lay there, bathing in the moonlight as if you were made for him, he couldn't see anything other than a future with you. Couldn't think of a world where you weren't with him, lounging in a paradise he made for you as all your worries melted away.

König sits at the edge of your bed, the thick comforter lying at the foot. He beamed at the sight of you in the clothes he offered, the elegant fabric splayed all across your body.

Absentmindedly, König brushed his fingertips down your arm as if he were trying to make up for every second he couldn't touch you. You sleepily groan, your nose scrunching and your brows drawing in tight.

König panics, his hands immediately off of you and ready to book it the first glimpse of your eyes opening.

He'd been caught.

You'd see him, and you'd scream, and then he'd have ruined it all.

But you simply curl in on yourself, your lip quivering, and a pathetic whimper escaping your tightened mouth.

Your hands grip the soft sheets between your fingers, knuckles turning white with the force. You were still asleep, a tremor rolling down your body as König's body acted on its own accord.

When he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, his mouth uncontrollably spewing sweet nothings, he notices the tears.

Silvery droplets cling to your lashes, the moon light reflecting the terror within.

His heart breaks for you, but he knows what's at the root of your fear. You're all alone, stuck in a place because König is too selfish to let you go just yet.

Instead of reflecting too hard on that fact, König gently settles himself before you, careful to keep the bed dipping from waking you.

He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into the safety of his chest while his other snaked under you to cradle your head. Immediately, you settled, and the pinch on your face softened into something serene.

König knew he was taking a risk, knew that one wrong move would wake you up, and he was done for. But you felt so good in his arms, all soft and pliable.

He had to stop himself from joyously cheering out in glee the moment you nuzzled deeper into his embrace.

You rubbed your nose against his bare chest while your hands, once curled between the two of you, now wound themselves around him. You squeezed, seeking solace in the unknown comfort that chased your fear away.

It was dangerous to stay this close. To keep you glued to him and pretend as if you weren't trapped here with him, mourning your life because he refused to let you go.

König carded his fingers through your hair, humming in delight at the content sigh that escaped you.

"You are going to be the death of me, Nix."

A/N- I am so sorry for the late update, all my free time had been taken up by an AMAZING fic. Literally for the past few days it's been READ, READ, READ! But anywho, thank you all for the likes and reblogs it means the world to me!!! <33333

For anyone interested and because I can't leave a fic this good go unrecommended, here is the link to the thing that's been taking up every ounce of thought. For The Record (John Price/Reader)

[kaitiedidslibrary]

Book 38

Spooky season begins~

This was my first novella of the year, and the first thing I've read on my new Kindle! I got it during the stuff your Kindle day, which I didn't know about until 11 o'clock, so I went through every category I could think of, downloading anything that sounded remotely interesting.

The keywords on this one was "lesbian vampires".

It started out real quick in horny town- and I realized it was probably erotica instead of a romance. Which is fine, just not what I thought it was.

My note says "very much ✨spice✨, not very much plot yet". (Clearly before I realized it was a novella.)

Then it kind of fell apart for me. I don't think I could tell you much about either of the two leads besides their position in the coven and what they look like. Which, y'know, is a problem, especially when it was in first person.

First thing- I had issues with the romance. They're very much in lust with each other. They're allegedly in love, but it didn't really feel like it? Like they keep saying they are, but nothing shows it.

Especially when it's like:

Raelinn: *jokes about Aurelia being her family's prisoner, who can't leave or she'd start a war, and then about fucking her on her dad's throne*

Aurelia: *Did Not Like That, won't let R kiss her*

R: "You're in a mood tonight."

"God, babe, I know I reminded you that you're a prisoner, why won't you let me hit >:(("

Then there was a whole lot of rushed plot between the sex. There was not enough time for all the worldbuilding and characters they had, so it was equally rushed and shallow. It felt like it drifted from plot point to plot point with no real grasp on the characters. It was half "I'm really excited about this world I made and all the politics but have no time to really flesh them out" and "Drama is Required" but it's not really adding anything.

It also felt like the vampirism was an afterthought.

Maybe I'm just not built for novellas.

⭐⭐

[god-damnit-vinne]

is NOBODY going to talk about how mitsuba was one of kou’s desires in the red house. mitsuba. and kou acknowledged this house gives him what he wants before he found mitsuba. you cant make this shit up. this is canon. this should be grounds enough for at MINIMUM “implied feelings on kou’s side” on the shipping wiki

[dilfmobius]

LOKI 2x05 | "Science/Fiction"

[jaal-ama-daravv]

I saw this and thought of you. Thoughts?

https://www.tumblr.com/chantrytears/767433095927463939?source=share

Link to Post - Courtesy of @chantrytears

Harding & Emmrich - Moving Too Fast Banter Dissection

Love you for thinking of me and tagging me in this because this banter is VITAL to Emmrich x Rook's dynamic.

The jist of the dialogue banter being discussed is as follows:

Emmrich gave Harding an item that didn't work, Emmrich states that he has been distracted. Harding: "What with you and Rook becoming..." Emmrich: "You noticed..?" Harding: "I'm sure you two getting together is... only Rook's kind of, younger...so" Emmrich: "It's not - What are you getting at harding?" Harding: "You two are sort of moving quickly.." Emmrich: "May we change topics?"

To initially answer this in relation to the OP post, I believe the 'moving quickly' is in relation to their infatuation and connection to eachother. This is particularly noticeable with a Mourn Watch Rook, however, it's still noticeable in another Rook. I note that with a MW Rook, Harding is privy to one of the very first conversations you can have with Emmrich in the Lighthouse. Where all three discuss Necromancy and the burial process, and Harding states that Rook sounds 'fancier' when discussing these topics (linked). This, for me, was Harding's first observation at the type of connection MW Rook and Emmrich share - a deep and unbridabled passion. Possibly leading to Hardings disposition on their eventual relationship.

Back to the moving quickly context, codex entries, letters, or bits of pieces of eachother's belongings in eachothers rooms would've been a lovely addition. However, I will work with what is provided. By the time this conversation from Harding is triggered, Emmrich and Rook have shown an interest in eachother and have opened up to one another. They share a bond, a great bond. And if you've read my dissections, you'll know that this bond reaches beyond the veil to other worlds.

Let us keep in mind that Emmrich has yearned for this type of love since he was a child. It manifested into craving affection, then enduring love, then marriage throughout his life. However, he never found it. So he gave up. He gave up and went in search of another purpose - Lichdom. Although this post focuses on the mortal path - Lichdom was always apart of Emmrich's plan. It is only that he has found either the love of his life with Rook or found the family he so desperately craved with the Veilguard - that he would be willing to let go of his dream of lichdom, for his other dream of untold love. Backed by a banter dialogue with Davrin, here.

Additionally, with that information - Emmrich is of course absoloutley infatuated and obsessed with Rook. Not only by who they are, but what they represent, to him. Love, enduring affection, companionship, potential marriage. Everything that Emmrich has dreamed of. Marriage was also a topic of discussion between Harding and Emmrich, find it here.

These two were most likely sneaking kisses, and holding hands in his library and the balcony throughout our travels during Veilguard. They are very much *heart eyes* at eachother, and that is obvious from the first quest of Emmrichs. I'm not surprised that the discourse of them moving too fast came up, because to others, they most likely were very affectionate, fast. And quite frankly, I'm a fan of it. I love two insane, soul bound, in love freaks who just go for it because they recognise eachothers souls. The two are made for eachother.

In saying that, let's think back to the argument scene, and his reaction, Rook's reaction. The reaction of two people, so scared to lose eachother, lose their future, their plans, their sought after love. After only just finding eachother. Emmrich is torn apart on the inside because what if he loses his dream? The two of them, are in love, almost immediately. Hence, moving fast.

Additinally, Emmrich does not want the conversation to continue. He's straight up, doesn't want someone's opinion. What would they know?

Don't worry - I have more, because there is more. This is actually a 3 part banter dialogue. [LINK HERE] Lets continue -

Harding: "Emmrich, about earlier...when I brought up you and Rook being together Emmrich: "Yes..?" Harding: "Look, you were in a crypt with all your dusty books and suddenly Rook bursts into your own life and.." Emmrich: "I keep my books pristine!" Harding: "I get it. Rook's, Rook. Wild and eager. Just whisking you away and now it's all candles and showers of ghost petals! It's great, but, you've also been kind of pre-occupied, ya know...mopey." Emmrich: "Mopey?!"

Emmrich has a tendency to be very short and aloof when he is defensive. Harding calls Emmrich mopey after Rook entering his life and they get close.

Now, part 3 -

Emmrich: "I am not, mopey, Harding." (annoyed) Harding: "Uh, yeah you are. You're so mopey you misalign the spirit ether- what's it, twice this week, and your skull thing is crooked! Emmrich: "My collar pin is perfectly straight." Emmrich: "Ohh (deep sigh), I do worry sometimes about what people might think about Rook and myself. Given our ages. Not to mention the spectre of acting like a besotted fool." Harding: "You're not...that bad. My Ma always says, it's fun to go at full gallop, but you still have to keep your eyes open, tree branches and stuff." Emmrich: "I will, thank you Lace."

Emmrich, is in love. A distracted, can't stop thinking about the love of my life, in love man. There is no other way to put it. He calls him self a besotted fool because he is a FOOL in love - at his age, he likely feels some shame around it. A 50 year old man, acting like a teenage boy in love. Hence, and as @chantrytears and I have stated, his cool, calm, confident exterior is a front. He doesn't want to come accross as a besotted fool, and because we play as Rook, we won't see it from our perspective until he starts to crack during the argument and afterwards.

His besotedness is evident in the banter dialogue throughout the game, (which is mainly with Harding where you find out about most of his 'endearment' past). He reveals he wanted to be married when he was younger, he gave up, 'until rook' with whom he now consider close family. The crooked skelton pin. Forgetting to align items correctly. Hell I know I've thought about fictional men and at times people where I forget to do thins, or do things wrong, because you're well, obsessed.

All in all. Yeah they may of moved fast, but not in our realities sense, in the emotional sense. and honestly? I love them for it. Still not a fan of any of Harding's dialogue here, but grateful we get to see Emmrich call himself a fool for being in love.

*drops mic*

[pine-rhyme]

Tender shadowpeach doodle dump 📡🍑

[ruinme-please]

You are so loved (x)

[zishu-arts]

what if i drew them bald

(i’ve posted 3 ava/m drawings today????????)

[callixspod]

I'm just saying souyo has it good the rest of the wildcard cast and their boytoys just fucking rip and tear each other apart like breakfast. imagine you and your closer significant one you find affectionately cumber to their fates tied to be doomed by the narrative completely because you don't deserve to be together for one another, apart and separate for the rest of your life because the universe demands and says so

then the only issue Yu has to confront is Yosuke's toxic maturity and masculinity, along with his ickiness to admit being a little bit bi.

[makshu]

New volume cover!!! ✨️

OMG IT'S SO PRETTY!!!!!! AND IT'S ANOTHER GREEN COVER, AND IT'S THE CLOCK KEEPERS!!!!!!

[lizardkingeliot]

the best part of the writing process is not the actual writing it's thinking about the scene you get to write a couple scenes from now in which your darling lovesick vampire babes will share a hug so tender and intimate and tinged by over a century of longing and adoration you give yourself a tummy ache every time you spin it around inside your head

[sich-sehnen]

Okay, last thing to post about the Eternally Bound Series before part two comes out. Here, for future references, is König's other form. I searched high and low for a suitable image to base him off of. It's not completely accurate to how I've written him, but it'll do. Stay tuned!

(That's also the inspiration for the outfit you wear! Oops kinda fell in live with the image)

[patolemus]

Hear me out but the creeper derek tag in ao3…

[scaramionee]

It's currently 3 am here, I'm sitting on my bed, currently questioning my existence, wondering what on earth did that author sprinkled on their fanfiction to turn it into such masterpiece. I don't think I can ever recover from what I've just finished reading a moment ago. Holy shit, some Ao3 writers are just batshit insane. What the fuck do they eat in order to come up with a storyline like this??!!

That fic was just mind blowing, and now it's haunting me ugh. And the worst part is it's not even canon compliant but I don't give a fuck. I'll never be the same about gothic appetite and I will never look at Edgar Allen Poe's "Annabelle Lee" poem the same way ever again.

And yeah, I love Regulus Arcturus Black. Sorry if I ever badmouthed u bae 🙏����

I WANNA SCREAM IN PAIN AGONY AND DESPAIR NOW THAT IT'S ENDED WHY WHY WHY SHKFJKSHKSJSSHJJ-

[simply-sithel]

and when you move, I'm moved by Catja [link]

A wee 60 pages- true mini, bound for the @renegadepublishing Tiny Book Bang. Typeset by Indoor Cat Press.

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...this book was so tiny, I lost it in my Drafts! Sharing now, almost a year later, as the 2024 Tiny Books Bang nears it's 2nd typeset reveal

[asianwhumpgalore]

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